Poetry of Kansas Here & Now, There & Then

It is a drought so dangerous
ant lions brave the newbaked dust
out in the realm of dew, now dry,
and set trenchwork and trebuchets
in full sun under open sky.
I’ve watched them building here for days.
What if this drought moves in and stays?
Ant lions and their desert kin
will fatten in the copper haze
with desert manners, desert skin.
–Greg Bryant